sick but weirdly happy (Patreon)

hello loves

i’m sick in bed, but not my bed. it’s amazing to me how the universe provides. i’m far from my new home, up north, and i came down with gnarly fever and stomach bug. i’m alone with ash, and i cannot tell you how harrowing it is to be sick in bed when it’s just you and your kid who gives no fuck about what it means to be sick.

i asked, i called out for help. and one of the only people i know in the area swooped in and is taking care of my child while i sleep in her bed.

and i am thinking right now about the many solo parents who are out there in lockdown and don’t have the luxury of falling into the arms of a near-total-stranger when the going gets this hard.

i may be puking, and peeing out of my bum, and sweating so much i’ve had to change my shirt four times...but i feel fucking blessed, lucky, grateful and i’m crying even as i write this.

sometimes i just can’t understand why i got so lucky to be here in new zealand. i know it’s random. but at moments like this, i just break down.

i love you all.

i have the new podcast with tim flannery and the end-of-year wrap up to get out in the next day or two. i’m gonna try. i’m so sick.

oh

if you have any remedies to share, please do. i’m barely eating and making my own rehydration drinks (with salt and sugar and a little citrus) and i’ll be hitting the banana, rice, toast and stuff when i finally have an appetite. but anything else that you think may help- hit me.

x

a

ps from the drive up here...don’t worry he wasn’t even remotely close enough to hit the swans